𝙻𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚢 𝙼𝚎 {𝙹𝚎𝚏𝚏 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙺𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚛 𝚡 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛}

New toy?|| ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝟡

∆~This chapter contains talk about self-harm, if that triggers you please skip~∆

I woke up to realize Jeff was once again carrying me on his back, I guess he decided he didn't want to wake me and just carried me instead. A small smile formed on my lips "Thanks for not waking me up." Jeff hummed then shrugged "It's whatever."

Jeff still seemed a bit uneasy making me worry again, he told me I didn't need to worry but it didn't stop me. If something was scaring him it had to be really bad. He sighed "Listen- there are some- very questionable people I live with... Some are worse than me and some- aren't human." That last part made me feel a bit uneasy myself "Oh-" He sighed setting me down gently

"Just a bit farther, just stick by me, alright?" He looks down at me, his expression softened ever so slightly, I nodded and he helped keep me off my hurt foot so I didn't get dirt in it. We came into a clearing where a mansion stood tall, greenery spread out across it making it look both beautiful and terrifying all at once. Jeff continued walking with me pressed closely beside him

The doors to the mansion stood tall and were a reddish stained dark oak door, Jeff opened the doors, they made a loud creaking sound as we stepped inside. Finally I could walk with both feet, I looked around to see the entrance opened into the living room, a greyish sky blue couch was sat in front of a large TV screen, on the couch sat a man with very messy brown hair, beside him was a small blonde boy who wore a green hat

Jeff walked to the brown haired man and tapped his head "Hey E.J, I need your help with something." The man called "E.J" looked up at Jeff, I noticed he wore a royal blue mask with holes carved into it for the eyes, from the holes dripped a strange black substance that looked like black tears, when the man spoke his voice was rough and deep and his tone was dry "What now?"

Jeff pointed to me, the man turned to me before standing up, he wore a black hoodie with black jeans and black Converse. He walked to me while Jeff watched him closely, the man easily stood at a whole 5"9.5 feet tall. He tilted his head slightly to the side before humming "Who's this?" He asked turning to Jeff

"Their name is Y/N, now will you help or not? I suck at bandaging and shit.." He turned away with a huff making E.J turn to me "What seems to be the problem?" It took me a minute to finally respond "Oh um, I stepped on a really sharp rock and my foot is bleeding-" I looked down finding it hard to look at the man, he nodded before holding his hand out to me "I'll get it cleaned and bandaged, follow me" I didn't trust the man, only person I really trusted was Jeff who seemed to notice my growing discomfort, Jeff stepped beside me "Cmon" He said looking down at me

I nodded and we followed E.J through the halls to what seemed to be an infirmary of sorts, I was sat down on a cot while E.J looked through his cabinets for supplies. Jeff sat beside me and told me some of the names of the people who lived here, what they do and what they are, it helped me feel a bit more comfortable. E.J who's name was actually Eyeless Jack, cleaned the cut on my foot with rubbing alcohol and then bandaged it very carefully, Jeff told me he's a doctor of sorts which made a lot of sense as to why he asked him for help

Eyeless took notice of my bandaged left arm "What happened?" I grabbed my arm and looked down "Oh, um..." Eyeless waved his hand "Nevermind doesn't matter, has it been properly treated?" I shook my head and Jeff scratched his neck "Like I said, I'm not good, ok?" Eyeless sighed "I should probably take a look to make sure it's ok" I nodded and unwrapped my arm revealing multiple cuts

They didn't look bad but definitely needed to be properly treated and stitched due to how deep they were, Jeff just looked at them with a confused expression "How the hell-? How'd you-" I shrugged "I don't feel pain, it's why I've never harmed myself, I knew if I did I'd do some serious damage without realizing it." And I was right, the cuts were extremely deep and yet I didn't feel any pain from them

Eyeless went back to the cabinet to grab some needle and thread, he kneeled down and gently took my arm into his hands, he cleaned the cuts with rubbing alcohol and then carefully stitched them shut, he then bandaged my arm very carefully before standing up

I looked up at him "Thank you." He nodded. Me and Jeff exited and I went back to holding onto his hoodie sleeve, I stuck very close to his side suddenly feeling like I'm being watched

Jeff looked down at me "Aye, you'll be fine." I knew I would be but I was still slightly scared. We made it to the living room and we both sat down on the couch, I sat extremely close to Jeff, everyone else scared me and made me uncomfortable. Jeff rested his hand on my head, it helped me feel safer and calm down

A very tall monochrome clown watched the newcomer with excitement, were they a possible new toy? Somebody to mess with and torture? That thought filled them with joy